confessions of a pop group

Singer:style council, the

cheap and tacky bullshit land

told when to sit don't know where you stand

too busy recreating the past

to live in the future. poor relations to uncle sam - bears no relation to the country man

too busy being someone else to be who you really are. shitty plastic prefab town

mind where you walk when the sun goes down

too busy hating others to even love your own. bobbies on the beat again - beating blacks for blues again. it's one way to get involved in the community. love me

love my jeans

i must buy shares in heinz baked beans

too busy buying up

selling out

selling off. 3

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in others terms - win a life sentence and a queen mum perm

the individuals that state

in a state of seige. do pop and press and mix

do tits and news stew

the next one in the poor house could be you

to busy saying thank you" to say what for?